Smashing! Soon, my friend - soon we can share a flagon of something liquid and a tale of derring-do!

I am so much more than what you made me.

I want to wake up beside a handsome virgin every morning, but life doesn't give us what we want.

YES! OH GOODNESS YES! I am a good dog… Fantastic stuff.

Like moons make swell and wane the nescient seas, so too the sky-strewn gods ordain the tidal fates of mortal days. And yet - a notion born in lonely hours - come ebb, come flow, come all that is beyond the breadth of our dominion: be a moon unto yourself. Even the waves of fate can break upon the shores of will.